Please do hear me With rapt attention Or with utmost patience Now I revolve round with so much passion
Once I move out of my habitat I run miles ahead with attention so constant The Vision also driving me on apt lines No hush no rush as always the wisdom shines
All along I fly on seven seas With no stop over on any pleas No time to stand and stare Yet every time repeatedly I dare
My wings have no machines My mind bares no machinations My soul derives no fascinations I drive, drive fly, fly no imaginations
My heart knows no language barrier It supports all the while like that to a warrior My aim and ambitions combine to behave like a savior My nest attracts no carrier of any type of undue favor
I continue to move on with no such failing sense So I find no situation vying me altogether with some tense I am awake, I arise and I praise the Almighty's presence As a dutiful being flying with a pleasant say in trends.
